What a book! Within just the first few pages, I felt strangely emotional about Ana María and her life.. which caught me completely off guard. It almost felt.. relatable? It’s given me lots to think about, that’s for sure. There is something so incredibly intimate about the way she reflects on her life from the […]
Posted in Blogs, Bombal | Tagged with beauty, death, gender, love, relationships
Right from the beginning that is a sense of significance in the seemingly trivial, like the falling of rain, and a glimmer of existential beauty to be found in repetition, exhaustion, and freedom from logic. If inexplicitness was a literary principle, …
Posted in Blogs, Bombal | Tagged with death, Home, life, love, memory, nostalgia, reality, relationships
The book we read this week is The Shrouded Woman, written by Maria Luisa Bombal. I used to think death is the end, that everything stops when a person dies. But from this book, I feel how an individual is constructed through a network of emotional bonds that may or may not vanish after they […]
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Hello again! For this blog I’m going blindly off of my instinctual interpretation and will watch the lecture after so that my rant is as pure to my thoughts as possible. (Because for some odd reason I felt strongly about this novel…) In honesty, I thought that the book could have begun in the second part of the novel. However,…
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Confusing. Figuring things out not by their form but by the convoluted trails of meaning formed by dense sentences, juxtaposing verses, and half-conscious dreams. This book is a forest of question marks. “I am no puzzle-maker, no wizard of chess, no ph…
Posted in Blogs, Breton | Tagged with absurdity, Home, identity, life, literature, love, nadja, reality, Surrealism
After reading Proust’s Combray, I actually found it easier to work my way through Nadja, especially during the beginning. It was a little confusing at times, but I am at peace with the non-linear structure. At this point, I have realized that the confusion of it is the point. I enjoyed the first section for that reason. […]
Posted in Blogs, Breton | Tagged with Attachment, love, relationships, Surrealism
While reading Nadja, I couldn’t stop thinking about how Nadja is such a “manic pixie dream girl.” Maybe she was like the first one… But after making that comparison, the rest whole novel feel even more uncomfortable for me… Breton seems fascinated by her spontaneity, her intuition, her drawings, and the way she experiences the … Continue reading breton…
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To start off, I think “Combray” was an excellent choice for our first text in this course. At the beginning, I was utterly confused and lost. Yet, the story seemed somewhat familiar due to its use of sleep and childhood. It does a beautiful job at inviting readers with an experience they most likely have […]
Posted in Blogs, Proust | Tagged with Belonging, childhood, desire, family, love, memory, relationships, representation
Hello everyone! It has been a while, but I’m back better than ever, ready to review more books. As this started out as just a school project, I did not think I was going to miss writing down my thoughts on every book but I have. Normally, I don’t write reviews for the books I […]
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It’s here! The last blog post of the semester! Thank you, dear reader, for reading all of my little blog posts. I hope you enjoyed my analysis and shared some similar thoughts, or thought differently about sections after reading my thoughts. I am honestly going to miss this blog, it was very fun to design […]
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